Catography #12. “Warm tears began to flow”


Obviously you can not hear what I have felt to do in this shot.
We were two of us alone in the crowd, but at that moment only us we existed.
He wanted to flee but he had trusted in me.
I cried like a baby for the emotion, unashamed.
This for me is photographing. A private moment.
But unfortunately there are no words or pictures that could express what I felt and will remain ours, only ours, in this moment of intimacy and love.
Closed in us. Impossible to communicate.
That breaks and heals the heart, in a fleeting moment of eternal brotherhood, in a true friendship.





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